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told this my gang
They all didn’t know how react, cause they knew that this nigga was me
And that shawty looked nice to me
I hoped this one would suit

bands)
I jumped up off the Porsche late, but I been stealing since I was 4
(gang, gang, gang)

Real nigga I get my dollars up, I fell in love bands
I’m

I'm, da Bakers Man
Smoking dope
Fucking hoes
I be running up dem bands
She like the way my diamonds dance
Kiss my dick like she from France
Got

JaySam
Southside, I came from the Southside Suicide, they tryna take my life, yeah
Came up from the mud
they don't show no love
In my gang I trust, I

the gang we tight

RD ka? Dagkoti diha
Don’t do that coca galinya sOBV familia
SOBV familia naay good karma na mogalam
Ay’g pasagad kay mabunalan sOBV

blocked nigga

2024 I gotta keep my fn when I drive around
Trust you like nobody season change, everybody faking
Gang ties with the gang around the block

weight by they mama house
They talk about stains
They talk about hits
But A.O.T I think we buggin' now
Bugging out
Bugging out
And that's word to my mother

way too long
Can't stop until my diamond dance
He done spoke on gang so he work them feet
We turn em right to prancent
Sippin' purple rain I feel like

(Whip) kill TEC by his hip
He said, "I got you, just keep makin' hit's"
(Makin' hit's)

Gang type like Jimmy Choo (That's tight)
Run up I hit you

Yeah
Let's go
Yeah
Ahh
Yeah
Ahhh
Yeah, ah
Yeah
I rap for my fam
94 you know it be the gang
Posted up slanging dope by the gram
I don't care if you

you heard that a madness
Occurred in the ends
It was probably gang that did it
Have you ever tried to
Stab someone and missed
Their skin by just a few

Nicotine Bomb

Mission of Burma

Onoffon

2004

the gang's all here yeah

Going to the dance like the doctor said,
Vertical expression, horizontal desire.
All this sonic mess crowded in my head.
Falling

go how you planned run up on me you damned gang
Remember them times when I felt pain
You was up you ain't give me a damn thing
So I'm a count shit by

soon
On his ass like the moon
My gang LC you see the balloon
We to official for you
They like how I dance step one then I two
The Lost Child Walk they

the gang 
Love it when she say my name 
She love when I call her my bae 
Love when she all in my face 

Like move momma cita move momma cita woah 
Move momma

(Great John on the beat by the way)
Sheff G, Sheff G

Look
They ain't know me then now they wanna pull up on the clique 
(Pull up on the clique,

can’t ignore me (too much money)
Look at all this money on me
My appearance they know of it
These strippers they gon dance for it
And I’ma throw it
She

I got too much money on me
They can't ignore me
Look at all these on me, my they know me
These strippers they gon dance for it
And Imma throw it you

Busy Bee's Groove

Busy Bee

Old School Rap Box Set, Vol. 3

1994

Check it out, I'm the C-A-S-A, the N-O-V-A,
And the rest is F-L-Y,
You see I go by the code of the doctor of the mix,
And these reasons I'll tell you

the pasta
I'm not a lame, I'm a G and a rasta
Can't trust a soul I rely on my blaster
He sliming me out, so he seeing my blaster
He scared of the gang, he can

been rolling fast until I'm feeling stimulation
Blinded by my drugs it's no wonder she always playing
Call up Wavy get to spraying
Chef boy bring them

Sit down you the type I can't stand
I tell if you real by the glance
We ain't even gotta shake hands
If you think I'm gon stop
(No chance)
Break bread

what's the reason?
Loyalty they don't know the meanin'
Hunnid mil' got me thinking 'bout a heist
Catch a nigga might slime him by the light
Can't leave yo'

that pasta
I’m not a lame, i’m a g and a rasta
Don’t trust a soul i rely on my blaster
He slimin' me out so he seeing my blaster
He scared of the gang